novellhall Chapter 382 The Great Brainwashing Technique
Chapter 382 The Great Brainwashing Technique
Chapter 382 The Great Brainwashing Technique
The top floor of the Ochiai Building.
"I understand. Stop him, make a big scene, and let everyone know that the young master of the Tojo Clan broke into our Ochiai Group today."
Fujimoto Masanobu, the leader of the Ochiai Group, pressed a button on the communication terminal and gave instructions to his subordinates.
After ending the call, he couldn't help but laugh heartily, clearly pleased with himself.
Upon seeing this, a pale-faced, beardless middle-aged man beside him immediately said, "Team leader, the East City Gang has indeed fallen for the trap. So, what's next..."
"Next, we'll try to stir up trouble," Fujimoto Masanobu laughed. "The nobles of the Hua clan want to see if the general is really unable to show up. This is the time when we'll be needed. If we do well this time, our Ochiai Group will take off. At the very least, we can take over the Tojo Clan."
At only thirty-five years old, Fujimoto Masanobu is burly and rugged-looking, with a scar on his face and his entire right hand replaced with a prosthetic. He is known in the underworld as "Iron Fist" and looks like a brute.
But in reality, Fujimoto Masanobu is outwardly rough but inwardly meticulous. He is known for his decisiveness and keen insight, which is why he has been able to get to where he is today.
With the General's order of peace issued, all sides dared not move under the General's accumulated power, but Fujimoto Masanobu saw an opportunity in it—an opportunity to soar to great heights.
"But there's an old saying in Dongxia: 'The nail that sticks out gets hammered down...'" The middle-aged man hesitated.
"That's why I let Dongcheng gang call on their own initiative, you idiot."
Fujimoto Masanobu scoffed, "Yakuza don't use their brains, they'll be Yakuza their whole lives. You really want to be a Yakuza for life? There's an old saying in Dongxia: Yakuza are like chamber pots, eager to serve when they're useful, but kicked away when they're no longer needed. Only a fool would be a Yakuza for life."
Even if you manage to get to the level of the Tojo Clan, you're still just a chamber pot, not to mention the Ochiai Group is even worse than the Tojo Clan.
So even though he knew the risks were high, Fujimoto Masanobu still went ahead with it.
The bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish.
This statement applies everywhere.
As Fujimoto Masanobu spoke, he pressed the communication button again, "Take over the monitoring; I want to oversee the operation personally."
Two beams of light emanated from the left and right sides, forming a light screen in front of the desk, displaying the scene on the first floor.
Fujimoto Masanobu watched as the young master of the Tojo Clan led a group of men in black suits in and barged in, bumping into the Ochiai Group members. Then, all the Ochiai Group members bowed at a ninety-degree angle and made way for him.
The young master of the East City Society led his men straight in, passing through a series of surveillance cameras, and directly onto the elevator.
"Hey! What's going on?"
Fujimoto Masanobu frantically pressed the communication button, cursing, "Why are there so many traitors infiltrated into my group!"
"Yamamoto, take your men to stop the elevator, intercept that guy, and then eliminate all the traitors."
"Hi-ee".
A calm response came from the other end of the communication, and shortly after, the sound of the elevator doors opening could be heard. The intense atmosphere could be felt even through the communication device.
Soon, a loud shout rang out.
"Loyalty! Sincerity!" Yamamoto shouted.
"loyalty!"
The voices echoed in unison.
Then the communication was cut off.
At that moment, Fujimoto Masanobu had an extremely ominous premonition.
He suddenly stood up, anxiously trying to figure out what had happened, but before he could come to a conclusion, steady footsteps came from outside the door.
From afar, the journey was unobstructed all the way to the office door.
Click—
The two henchmen standing guard outside the door respectfully opened the door and welcomed a figure in a trench coat inside.
Bang!
In that instant, Fujimoto Shinji's prosthetic arm lifted the heavy desk, sending it crashing down on the office door with tremendous force.
"Shinra Tensei"
An invisible force erupted from that figure, instantly shattering the desk and pushing aside everything around it like surging waves.
Fujimoto Masanobu felt as if his body was about to fly backward, and behind him he could see the glass curtain wall outside the building shattering.
He had no time to think, frantically urging his restless energy, channeling it into his prosthetic body through the artificial meridians. Driven by the energy, his metal arm unleashed a violent force, unleashing a powerful punch.
The two forces collided violently, shattering wood chips and sending the middle-aged man flying backward.
Fujimoto Masanobu's face was contorted with rage as his feet slowly carved deep furrows into the ground.
Under immense pressure, Fujimoto Masanobu's expression suddenly changed. A strange serenity appeared amidst his ferocious demeanor. He transformed his fist into a palm, and his iron arm opened, revealing a lotus mark in his palm.
The violent power unleashed by the prosthetic body transformed into a gentle force in that instant, forming an energy shield that neutralized the repulsive force.
Fujimoto Masanobu moved sideways, dodging the remaining repulsive force attacks. Instead of retreating, he advanced, not thinking of escaping, but charging towards Bai Ze.
With his feet planted firmly on the ground, the trouser legs of his pants burst open from the force, revealing the cold metal shell beneath.
The metal toes twitched, forming a strange hand seal. In an instant, Fujimoto Masanobu seemed to vanish into thin air, his figure flashing—
"Shinra Tensei"
Bai Ze raised his hand and released the repulsive force again with a blank expression.
His true energy transformed into pure repulsive force, emanating from his palm.
A faint light emanated from the palm, as if a mechanical body was in operation.
Thud—
The repulsive force surged outwards like a tide, immediately forcing out Fujimoto Masanobu's figure. The irresistible force was even stronger than before, forcibly pushing him away.
But at the same time, Bai Ze spoke softly again: "Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Guidance".
Another force appeared out of nowhere, but it was not a repulsive force, but an attractive force.
Two opposing forces squeezed Fujimoto Masanobu's body, forcibly suppressing his true energy, even causing his body to creak under the strain, with a screeching sound coming from the joints of the metal mechanical parts of his right hand and legs.
"Your spiritual power seems somewhat different, mixed with divine will," Bai Ze said calmly.
New martial arts practitioners emphasize sheer strength, using mechanical bodies and drugs to unlock their physical potential and accumulate numerical values.
If you have enough potential, you can have a smooth journey; if you don't, you might die halfway through.
As for divine will, what is that?
Fujimoto Masanobu is undoubtedly a typical practitioner of Shin-ebi, but his mental strength is somewhat unusual.
"The Buddhist approach? It's a bit like the Tachikawa school... Never mind."
Bai Ze looked at Fujimoto Masanobu and said calmly, "Obey me."
Let's stop talking and just start distorting people's thinking.
In Dongxia, Bai Ze needs to restrain himself to avoid being killed as a cultist.
Moreover, considering the importance of maintaining his reputation, Bai Ze would only subtly and gradually win people's favor through his words, rather than forcing it.
But in Japan, it's a different story.
Here, Bai Ze felt he could be a little more unrestrained.
So he brainwashed everyone in the building, even the team leader Fujimoto Masanobu was beaten to his knees by Hakutaku and his thinking was altered.
Behind him, a phantom roulette wheel faintly appeared, absorbing the thoughts within the building.
Bai Ze's visit to Ying Kingdom was not only due to his selfless nature, but also to some minor personal reasons.
That means this place is very suitable for absorbing spiritual energy, whether it is benevolent or malevolent.